Wereology

№24|Here To Stay

№24|Here To Stay
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Dayo laughed as him and Barron shared a glass of brandy in his office. “Dayo, you are hilarious.” Barron laughed. Lawrence patted his shoulder.

“You should see him when he’s drunk! He’s a laughing stock!” Lawrence chuckled, sipping his drink.

Suddenly, Barron’s phone rang. He excused himself and held it to his ear. “They’re here?... great! I’ll be right out, Medusa.” He hung up, looking towards Lawrence and Dayo. “Do you want to greet the Zhao Pack with me?”

“Sure. I’ve heard good words about the Zhao Alpha.” Dayo rose from his chair. The three wolves walked out to meet Medusa at the entrance.

Medusa bounced on the balls of her feet. “I’m so excited! I heard Asian Wolves are the fastest! The fast wolf I’ve seen so far is Yvette.”

Barron chuckled, kissing the top of her head. “I love it when your eyes light up when you learn something new.”

“Do you think Yvette and the Zhao Alpha will be willing for me to do an experiment on them?” Medusa’s eyes sparkled.

“In due time, yes,” Barron kissed her lips, “but how about we start small… just some questions.”

“Okay!” Medusa was giddier than a kid in a candy store.

The car pulled up to the entrance, first exciting Ambrocio. He smiled, walking up to the small group of wolves, and one researcher. “Barron,” his face grew still, “I’m sorry if I may have seemed rude over the phone. I’ve been stressed lately… my mate has the virus and I haven’t been able to see her.”

“I’m so sorry…” Barron whimpered, frowning at the ground.

“Don’t be… I just want her to be better.” Ambrocio sighed softly.

Dayo patted his shoulder. “You must know I’ll be praying for her to Ọsanyìn.”

“Who?” Ambrocio questioned.

“Ọsanyìn. The male orisha, or Yoruba deity, of healing, herbs, and medicine.” Medusa defined, writing down the information in her notebook.

“Smart Luna.” Ambrocio noted.

“Thank you.” Medusa smiled.

“Thank you - I don’t believe I got your name.” He turned towards Dayo.

“Oladayo, but you can just call me Dayo.” Dayo smiled, shaking Ambrocio’s hand.

“I believe you said you brought your daughter with you, Ambrocio?” Barron questioned.

“Ah, yes.” He turned towards the car. “Dechen! Come on out and meet the alphas.”

Dayo turned towards the car door as it creaked open. Dechen peaked her head out of the door like a rabbit rising from hibernation. She stretched out her arms as she exited the car.

The sun hit her medium golden skin just right to make her sparkle in the afternoon sun. Her wide eyes shimmered, smiling softly at the wolves. She began walking over to the group, but stopped in her tracks when she spotted Dayo.